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 Authors Note This story is entirely a work of fiction the output of my
warped imagination.  Under no circumstances should any one attempt to enact
this in real life.  Enjoy the fantasy for what it is, a fantasy.

   Story codes MM, F+M+, bb, Mb, Fb, exhib, voyeur, wrestling

   Fight Night.

   Back in the 70s the highlight of Saturday evening TV was the wrestling
on World of Sport came 6 o'clock my parents and my self would settled down
to watch grappling fun.  As mum had a both earlier shed come down in a just
a dressing gown, frequently she would warm her self up with a mug of hot
chocolate laced with sherry.  While dad would often lounge on the couch or
in his arm chair in his y fronts and vest, often with a 4 pack of beer next
to him.

   While the wrestling was the TV highlight the main entertainment of the
evening would come later.  Neither of my parents could be described as
subtle or tactful.  Mum in particular would make remarks about the
wrestlers who just wore trunks mostly about the contents of their trunks.
If it had been a good week and there was enough sherry in the coca, things
would get amorous on the couch.  Initially I had been dispatched up stairs,
but by the time I was 8 or 9 that didn't seem to matter so much and they
would carry on regardless.  Giving me a very entertaining and explicit
show, that I was sworn to secrecy about.

   In 78 one of dad's close friends had some seriously bad luck, his wife
who shall we say had issues, managed to ruin him financially.  By
remortaging their house, buggering off with a waiter she met in Spain. 
When, soon after Dave lost his job at the British Leyland car plant,
twatting the foreman never helps.  He was left a single parent with a lad
of 10 and unable to pay the mortgage.  Selling the house cleared some debts
but not enough of them, Dad offered to let Dave or (uncle Dave as he soon
became) and son live with us till he got back on his feet.

   It would appear that keeping secrets had its limits, and it soon became
apparent that Dave knew an awful lot about our family life style and that
he also knew mum rather better than I had realised.  How much better was
emphasises by his son Gary.  Who on his first week as my new room mate an
arrangement I was not entirely happy about.  Handed me a thick brown
envelope.  From which spilled a pile of Polaroid photos.  While seeing mum
naked had become pretty normal, seeing uncle Dave's hairy arse between her
legs was not.  Another surprise was the pics of dad and Dave getting along
very well.  They both may have been in early middle age and over weight,
but that didn't diminish what they had down below.

   In exchange I showed Gary the stack of Rodox, Colour Climax magazines
plus a few gay titles that dad had accumulated.  He managed the goods in
stores at a car parts plat, and had good contacts with lorry drivers coming
over from Europe.  This insured a steady supply of hard core mags and vids.
In the garage he set up a couple of video recorders to make copies and sell
them as a side line.  I was never stopped from taking a look at the mags or
from watching the videos as long as I kept my trap shut.  It did not take
long for Gary and me to spend evenings having damn good wanks over the
material.

   The first couple of weeks were mostly lost in the reorganisation and
settling in process.  This included mum taking Gary and me shopping, most
notably for matching bath robes and pyjamas.

   By the third week it became apparent that our parents were getting
ideas. This began with some rather pleasing noises from mum and dads room
yet with 2 sets of male voices.  On the Thursday night the door was left
open.  Allowing Garry and me to stand in the landing and watch get a hard
double fucking as we stroked, not each other though.

   Saturday night came around soon enough.  I noticed that the lounge had
been rearranged the side board hand been moved to the dining room, while
the couch and arm chairs were closer to the telly leaving a lot me more
space behind.  The heating had also been turned up considerably.  Gary and
me had been instructed to get into our short pyjama bottoms and sit on arm
chairs either side of the couch, while dad and uncle Dave made them selves
comfy either side of mum in just their undies.

   Dispensing with the coca mum just had glass of sherry, whiled our dads
enjoyed a couple of cans of Guinness this was consumed during the wrestling
on telly an event that elicited some over enthusiastic behaviour from mum,
and ensured her dressing gown fell open, eliciting the inevitable reactions
form dad and uncle Dave, not to mention Gary and my self.  I had
anticipated that as the shows brief credits appeared that mum would immerse
her self in double attention.  Instead, a wicked smile spread across her
lips.

   "You two know what I want now, don't you?" Her voice was a teasing as
her eyes.

   Dad n Dave nodded, as the got of the couch and moved round behind.  Then
they both pulled off their y fronts, freeing very firm erections.

   Mum let the dressing gown fall to floor as she stood between them.

   I could see she was determined to make the most of it.  Dad stepped to
one corner of the room by the door and Dave to the other side formerly
occupied by the side board.  To

   Mum turned Gary me, "if our audience would like to make your selves
comfey on the couch, well begin, now I expect lost of cheering and
encouragement in tonight's main event, first to 3 points by pin or
submission will decide the winner."

   She turned to dad, "In the blue corner, at 5'10 tall with 6 thick inches
of man muscle weighing it at 18 stone the cunt filler from Coventry, Mike
the mauler Edwards"

   As dad stepped forward and strutted around the ring flexing his none too
toned muscles I cheered him on with a "Yay go dad!  Wo wo wo wo".  As he
walked past Gary and I he thrust his hips forward binging his cock close to
our faces.

   Mum continued.  "In the red corner at 6'1 tall with 7 inches of pussy
ramming meat weighing in at 17 stone from Wolverhampton Devastating Dave
Jones."

   Now Dave strutted is stuff he mad a sow of fondling mums tits before
like dad we got a nice close of is erection as well.  Gary was suitably
enthusiastic in support of his dad.

   After he'd returned to his corner, mum stood back and directed them to
the centre of the room.

   I could see they were eyeing each other up, as they shifted into lower
stances.  At which point mum simply said "Ding, ding"

   Dad and Dave went at each other with quite literal naked aggression.

   As dad n Dave lunged at each other their fingers locked in a palm to
palm contest of strength, the motion bought stomachs and cocks into contact
a sensation that excited both as evidenced by their twitches of ever
intense hardening.  Mum in her role of referee and agent provocateur
crouched to get a better view of the action, her left hand wandered to her
thick bush touching her self as she watched.  Gary and I watched the
intense match keeling on the couch and looking over the back we had both
divested our selves of our pajama bottoms and were fondling our young
cocks.

   At this early stage the tussle was going well for dad as he brought his
arms down forcing Dave onto his knees in front of him, he swung his hips to
slap Dave's face with his cock.  In response Dave took Dad in his mouth for
a few moments of submissive sucking.

   When mum called "Break" dad released the finger lock and took hold of
Dave's head to force him to suck a bit longer.  It required mum's
intervention to force dad to let go.  At which point he contemptuously
pushed Dave back onto his arse.  As Dave turned to get up dad administered
a swift kick up the arse his foot clearly slapping Dave's balls.  Dave
theatricality dive forward prompting mum to step between them an issue dad
with a warning.  He in turn faced Gary and my self and made show of muscle
flexing and cock rubbing egging us on to boo or cheer him.

   Like any good lad should I cheered him on.  "Great move dad, make him
beg"

   The returned to the centre of the room as mum restarted the match.  This
time they were both more wary staying low and taking test swipes at each
other, when Dave went too low dad moved in and managed to get him in ah
head lock form the front, he swung Dave round and pushed him towards me
with a "go on son slap his arse" Though I made the most of it, I could see
Gary was not best pleased.

   Dave seemed to play along with this, then as he pushed back he reached
between dads legs with one arm then he grabbed Dads arm with his other hand
in a lifting and turning motion dad was thrown of balance coming down hard,
Dave kept hold of the arm as he broke free of the head lock.  Still keeping
hold Dave got to his feet and twisting dads arm kept him on his knees, then
he called to Gary "Go on kick him in the balls", in dad position with one
knee on the ground I could see his balls were very exposed and cock had
softened a bit, Gary was over the back of the couch in an instant and moved
behind dad then as mum watched he administered a swift kick that made dad
call out in pain.  Mum rewarded the endeavor with a nice passionate kiss.
Gary returned to the couch with grin like a Cheshire cat that was rather
the opposite of my scowl.

   Then he got to work twisting dads arm to force a submission, but dad
held on looking for a counter move.  He waited way too long, Dave moved
round behind put dad in an arm lock pulling him to his feet and propelling
him hard against the wall.  Still applying the lock he pushed his cock into
dads exposed anus and fucked with sweaty savagery.  Mum was enjoying every
moment of it, seemed to forget to ref for a while.  It was only when dad
tapped out that Dave let him go and pulled his cock out.

   Gary cheered ecstatically at his dad point scoring while I called out in
sympathy to my sore arsed father.  I could see mum was getting more
impatient for the conclusion, so she hurried things along, sending each
back to their corners then calling "ding ding" again.

   Dad n Dave now circled each other far more warily, both slapped away
numerous attempted grabs and moves, with result and cheers and groans form
Gary and my self.  When they did make contact, there ensued a run of some
what clumsy grappling and slapping, then dad managed the get behind Dave
and apply a full nelson hold, but because of the height difference and
having both hands occupied her couldn't force his less then fully erect
cock into Dave's arse.  In their struggle Dave was propelled forward
hitting the back of the sofa hard and nearly sending Gary and my self
tumbling off.  See Dave so exposed and in reach I grabbed hold of his cock
pulling it hard and called to dad .  "Now's your chance dad"

   But before he cold do any thing more, Gary was on top of me tearing my
hand of his fathers groin by grabbing at my fingers, I cried out in pain
and lashed out at Gary.  The next moment we were off the sofa and rolling
around on the floor grabbing, kicking swearing and spitting.  Behind us
there was an almighty thump ad dad and Dave fell over.  Dave landed on top
winding Dad.  Keeping his senses he broke free and grabbed dad's right leg,
standing up he proceeded to twist dad's ankle as he pressed his bare foot
into hard against dad's crotch.

   Gary and I looked up it time to see dad submit, Dave's arousal was
intense as mum grabbed him ad literally screamed"Fuck me now!"

   In a moment they were on the floor mum on her back legs spread wide,
their mouths locked in desperate dizzy lust.  Their fucking was loud, hard
and savage.  Despite the perfect view of Dave's cock pumping in and out of
mum's pussy.  At the urging of dad, who was still sat on the floor, near
by, nursing his bruised balls and sore ankle.  Gary and my self moved
either side of the conjoined pair, seeing us so close mum paused in seeing
how far she could get her tongue into Dave's mouth to take us both in hand.
As Dave eased him self up a bit, mum set about sucking Gary and I in turn,
that was, in between her moans of pleasure.

   When Dave came, he held in there till he'd given mum all he could, when
he pulled out leaving his cum dribbling out, dad crawled over and buried
his face between mum's legs to lick her pussy clean and finger her arse. 
The combination of his attention to her clit and anus sent her into a
screaming orgasm.  At which point us two lads loosed what we had to eject
over mums face and tits.  When Dave pulled me back to lick him clean I did
not object or resist, the combined tastes of him and mum made my attention
all the more voracious.

   Despite cumming Gary was soon hard again; mum rolled onto her front and
lifted her bum.  Dad parted her cheeks to give him better access, as I
watched Gary fuck mums arse it was not with out a quite some jealousy.  It
was only when he shot his load again that my mum asked for a rest.

   That night Dave slept with mum and dad, an arrangement that was to
become pretty much the norm.